Once again trudging through the forest, Rorworr leads his war-band on toward the pirate's base. They reach the edge of a clearing were the trees and undergrowth have been recently burned away from the makeshift landing field. Above them, stretches a gravely hillside interspersed with meter-high vegetation already beginning to fill in the open ground of the blasted perimeter. The incline crests at a flat rocky ledge some 15 meters up from the wookiee's vantage point at the bottom of the slope. At regular 10 meter intervals along the edge of the ledge stand three meter tall metal poles topped with small fisted-sized spheres. Just beyond them, Rorworr can just see the rounded hump of a starship.
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Meanwhile, back at the van...
Sen, enhancing his natural senses with the flow of the Force, studies the surrounding forest for life... By sight, sound, smell and faint quiverings of the Force, he detects at least a dozen distinct small aviods hidng amongst the leaves and branches of the immediate vicinity.
Arani waits, assessing the the situation and trying to decipher the decidedly odd behavior of the little creatures. As she stands, she gets the feeling she's being watched. The little buggers haven't attacked yet, but neither have they openly offered assistance. They must be overly wary, cautious at the prospect of such alien beings dropping out of the sky. And who could blame them, if the pirates are the outside contact they've ever encountered. It seems to be a touchy situation that could drift in any direction.
Up amongst the trees, chitterings, twitterings, whistles faintly echo back and forth, as if they are trying to decide what to do with you.